I was debating over whether or not to mention this because a.) I know how my sisters feel about motorcycles and b.) I know how my sisters feel about me riding on motorcycles with strange guys in Africa. But hey, I thought this was interesting.
So I was headed to the church building to meet some girls that were going to help me get to Accra for a talk by Sister Beck, the general Relief Society president for the LDS church. I don't usually walk alone, but when I do It get a lot more attention. This one guy started talking to me and walking next to me and when I tried to get a taxi he said he would take me. Kinda like public transportation, right? I mean, I get in taxis with strange men all the time. So he gave me this cool bag and we rode on his motorcycle to church (saved me a few bucks too).
Bad side to this story, he totally wants me. He said it's his dream to be with a white woman and when I offered to pay for the ride he said, "I don't need your money, I need you." But, he seems pretty harmless. Really.